Silent Crown Chapter 695: The plague reappears
For ordinary musicians, the etheric realm is too illusory.
Most people can't even understand the existence of the etheric realm, and it is difficult to touch the mysterious realm hidden behind the nine-layer etheric sea. Even in the early days, some people thought that the existence of the etheric realm was nothing more than the presence of a musician. Hallucinations.
A world made up of ether without matter?
It's simply unreasonable.
There is only one from beginning to end, isn't it?
For a long time, countless musicians have tried to tell their students the differences, but few can explain them clearly.
Therefore, we have to retain this wrong conceptual cognition, and create a new concept-the ‘material world’ to explain the world that humans can see.
In the final analysis, there are too few areas that humans can perceive.
It's like a dwarf can't see the tall scenery. People who live underground can't imagine the sky above their heads. Bugs that only exist in summer can't understand the cold of winter.
Human beings are limited by themselves, they can only see seven colors, they perceive only warm and cold, they can smell no more than a thousand kinds of odors, and the sounds they can hear are limited to the range of their flesh ears.
Scholars speculate that there are even seventeen dimensions or more in this world, but humans can only touch three of them.
Therefore, musicians are eager to see the wider face of the world through the perception of ether.
This is the misunderstanding of most people. The etheric realm is not a space hidden behind ‘space’, it is not a bubble outside of a bubble, nor is it a world composed of ether.
It's the world in the ether's ‘eye’.
In a more precise term, it is ‘Ethere Vision’.
Through incarnation as an extension of the ether, human beings can get rid of their own limitations, step into a deeper realm, further contact the reality of the world, and master stronger powers.
It's just that it makes sense for musicians above the distortion level.
Only when the etheric circulation is formed in the body can the body become etheric. Only by taking the Chapter of Fate as the carrier, carrying one's own consciousness and personality, and even forming one's own scepter, is qualified to go deep into the etheric realm and invoke higher-level power.
Even, grasped the ‘essence’ of a certain existence, reduced it to ‘elements’ in the etheric realm, and completely reached the realm of inhumanity.
For this reason, the master's domain is so mysterious, the temptation of the scepter is so huge, the origin of natural disasters is so mysterious, and the existence of Dayuan is so attractive to countless musicians to pursue.
But now, when this power is restrained or even controlled by the wheel of balance, as long as its users are willing, any scepter-level musician will be beaten from the higher realm-that is, from the etheric realm- Fall, become a mortal again!
As in the Eastern legend, the degraded celestial being fell into the mortal world.
Lost endless life, endless power, trapped in a tiny body again...
This is the horror of the balance wheel!
It is a checkpoint set in the etheric sea, guarding the entrance of the musician from the physical world into the etheric world.
As long as you master it, no amount of scepters makes any sense at all. When the etheric realm and the physical realm are forcibly separated, all that can be used is the mortal body, and the power that can be driven is almost pitiful.
By then, even the saints will have to hate on the spot under the volley of Armies!
Nowadays, it is not even urged by anyone. It just exists here, which puts the physical world and the etheric world in a forced balance.
Even if it is not completely sealed, all the musicians in its field feel that they are wearing a heavy shackle, and there is no more ease and freehand feeling in the past.
For an instant, everyone felt shuddering.
Immediately afterwards, countless streamers flew across.
At the moment when the nature was understood, almost all the masters present flew desperately to the outside of Guixu. At this moment, Guixu was no longer a sweet pastry, but a terrible trouble.
If it is an artifact used to kill, there will naturally be countless people taking the risk. If it were an artifact used for protection, several huge schools of thought would fight for it at all costs as a trump card to protect their own secret realm.
But now, the power involved in the wheel of balance is too terrifying.
It's so terrible that they don't even dare to intervene anymore.
For a long time, all musicians have been treated like gods, but when the balance wheel appeared, everyone knew that this might be about to change.
Its existence is a **** to musicians.
No matter who has mastered it, I'm afraid it will be besieged by all the musicians. No matter what force tries to control it, it will definitely not tolerate the whole world.
There are few people who are qualified to control it. Only with absolute power can it keep it in their hands and turn it into their own strength and deterrence. Otherwise, it will be an absolute trouble.
The more they fly, the more they feel the horror. Until they fly hundreds of kilometers away, the power of the balance wheel still faintly affects their power.
The power calling from the etheric realm seems to travel through thick rubber, which is difficult to manipulate.
The shackles seemed to loosen a little.
The masters turned their heads unresolved and looked behind them.
A sigh sounded.
The terrifying light rose from the return to the ruins, and hundreds of miles away, the heavy ether fluctuations faintly made them black, and they were even more grateful.
If it weren’t for running fast, I’m afraid it’s hard to run now, right?
"It's finally started..."
Many masters glanced at each other, and amidst the constant horrible noise, their hearts became heavy and they couldn't breathe.
"Since you can escape, don't think about the extra." A master shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's a good thing to survive."
But for some reason, his voice suddenly became thinner, like an actress.
He was stunned, and immediately noticed the sight of other people.
Shock, astonishment, and... fear?
"What happened to you...?"
The master asked blankly, but when he finished speaking, his body twitched strangely, and his old face quickly dissolved, as if a mass of clay was rubbed flat, and then shaped again.
Swiss of gray mist seeped through his pores and enveloped him.
The gray hair turned to pitch black, and the wrinkles disappeared.
Return to youth.
But this didn't make him too happy. Instead, he fell into despair from the bottom of his heart and screamed. When the scream stopped abruptly, his face lifted up again, like a crying smile On top of his expression, his face was completely different from the past.
——Paganini!
The frightened, sluggish, and stunned faces froze.
Soon, the same convulsions began to spread like infections, screams one after another, and then ended in a flash. When the silence came, everyone's faces had become exactly the same.
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Infection... The terrible infection is spreading crazily within thousands of miles.
As soon as the wheel of balance appeared, the musicians who had entered the Guixu, and even had been close to the Guixu were dominated by the strange sound of the violin, and the strange music theory planted in the body took root, from the inside out. Replace all power...
In a short instant, the infection spread to the point of horror.
Even the dozen or so masters who were planted by Ye Qingxuan and signed a contract with the referee to sell their bodies were involved. Even if the purification lock in the body broke out in an instant, the infected ‘affected part’ was completely sealed off, and a devastating incineration began.
The entire Sovereign has a burning smell.
The flames that are enough to completely burn the ordinary people to the end will not kill their lives, but the pain of being ignited from the inside out is enough to make people collapse.
What's even more frightening is that the ‘lesions’ will go away with them, as if they have already taken root, completely integrated with their chapter of destiny, and it is difficult to eradicate them.
There is nothing to do, but Mabel controls Longwei to forcibly seal them and freeze them completely. Although not dead, it is hard to live.
Even though he has been prepared, Paganini's horror is still far beyond everyone's expectations.
Not only within the scope of Guixu, even outside of Guixu, countless musicians have been completely transformed in their wailing. I don't know when Paganini planted them with the theory of mutation, turning them into bacteria carriers. Before the onset of the disease, they had no idea how many people were infected by the changing music theory in their bodies.
The teachers in the college and their disciples were melted together, and the elders and students in the school fell together...
The plague, the terrible plague is spreading!
"This is...The Four Horsemen!"
In the lens of static time, the old musician looked at the ‘dark spots’ emerging from his scepter in fear, and finally understood why his heavy defenses could not work.
The only thing that can transform the changing music theory into a virus, like a plague, is the four knights made by the Hundred Eyes-the lord of plague and pain!
Like when he was pulling half of the holy city down under his eyelids in the holy city, even if the sage of the abyss was so defensive against him, he still quietly corroded one of the four knights and integrated it into himself Among the scepters.
"It's simple, isn't it?"
A soft voice rang in his ears: "It seems difficult, but you only need to set a small goal first."
I don't know when, Paganini's power has penetrated into the lens.
At this moment, he has put on a green robe and is riding on a green horse.
Have never approached, just staring at him from a distance, causing the dark spots on his body to spread rapidly. At this moment, the old musician was in a trance, and even felt that he was splitting into two.
One self is fading rapidly, and in this still time, he is full of pain.
The other self awakened from the darkness, thrived quickly, rejoicing in abnormal growth, greedily devouring the remaining intellect, and wanted to plunge into Paganini's scepter.
The old musician raised his hand in despair, pressed his forehead, and wanted to commit suicide.
He can’t live like this, he has too many Asgard’s secrets in his mind, too many Asgard’s dossiers, and even the design of the strongest force on the land, the giant armor “Hercules” Figure.
Even a tenth out of it would be enough to cause Asgard's severe damage.
Fortunately, in order to protect these materials, he has set up a predetermined command in his scepter, just need to be gently stimulated, and everything will disappear without a trace~IndoMTL.com~including himself.
At that moment, sensing his crisis, the god's single eyes burst with thunder and anger.
"Bold!"
The endless torrent of thunder poured into the lens, the divinity turned, Odin's phantom loomed, sending a devastating blow to Paganini.
The elements are turbulent.
Paganini's face was cracked.
This is the accumulation of Asgard for thousands of years, the crystallization of the wisdom of musicians of the past generations, purely in terms of destructive power, there is no natural disaster that can match Odin.
"Your Highness! Don't come..."
Obviously he was about to be saved, but the old musician didn't see any joy in his eyes, instead he became more and more afraid.
——His target is you!
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In the freezing time, no one can tell how long it has been.
No matter how long it has passed, the outside is just a moment.
In the next instant, the lens broke.
The second emperor rose to the sky, standing high on the throne of thunder, and transformed into Odin, waving his hand to shed countless destructive thunders.
The divinity in the left eye is burning vigorously, majestic and inviolable.
And in the originally empty right eye, a strange light lit up...
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